Erhard Hans Josef Lang

Calculus Revamp In The Making - Poem by Erhard Hans Josef Lang

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Scientific knowledge is useful in the hands of its brains onlyWhen applied to ends ofImprovement and the happiness inThe lives of men & other creatures, Seeking to make out and produce best possible wherewithalsThrough more and more advanced technicians' inventions that know toCopy the laws of nature distinctly for human creations that comfort life,

For basic things that lighten up the burdensIn the lives of our speciesWho stands, though expelled from nature'sFool-proof guidance by the animal instinctOn heads held up so aloof, Which so vainly and insidiously ever attempt toHarness for own harvests the secret wits fromThe fires of Chef Mind in this kitchen of the universeWe all find ourselves lodged in.

A considerable number of smart global insidersKnowledgable of the lavish ways of the world, In high-aspiring personality's refined manners, indeed, have come, With families, clans and their clubs, Ahead of new trends they usher in among the main in their wake, To be established in quite stately realms of a life of practical nobility, The outcropping of which undeniably has left its indelible markOn the ease of modern-day living fromThe cosmopolitan's penthouse toThe mountain-man's forest hut.

But in which virtual ways, then, have the burdens of the human lot been really relieved, Eversince the erect uprising By the moving, once supine organs of this planetWe've taken over in lease fromThe good hands of the creator God, after all?

'Many people are still suffering, andEven dying with hunger on the earth, 'Report the daily newscasts.

Is humankind really well-advised, then, ever to be justFollowing that money-pervertedMathematically scheming organized intelligence of pointed state-of-the-artThat makes it a wily game of contests with their challengersAmongst the hordes of their likesTo fill their pockets with the very moneyThat in the daily flashes of the media they ownThey later on will state as lackingWith these poor and starving in the worldWho they so readily accept as providingFor the ultimate big chance of their patriotic leaders', Whose parasites they are, to excelIn the humanitarianism that they're eagerly pressing to display -With a view to keeping the latter indebted to them for good -In the face of shortages with the poor nations of the worldWhose soils hold but that precious natural produceWhich exactly they themselves are lacking in.

A hoax of a fateful imbroglio thatHarasses badly the masses of the whole world of today, With the general directions of life on their compasses set to that pole, Not even fully understood to read by the masonry guilds themselvesWho mastermind that highly magnetized scenery,

So vital to the making of them millionairs of fast international gripWho so prudently channel for us allThe gadgetery and the pacifyer contentsThat are to rock us into a blessed restful state ofKeeping one's mouths shutafter all the daily labouring and toiling of oursThat their millions of nepotistic funds thrive on -On this globe of our divine hope.

'You Chietains of the designers of the face of The world of today and tomorrow, Will your pockets ever be filled to your full heart's contentment?

Will you ever start reflecting on what new thing or scheme Were a most basic need of being newly introducedfor a stark uplift of the lives of all in real time? '

What were to be regarded a more useful invention, And, as such, a more satisfactory thing of the future:

A materializing HypnoVision player on which you mayWatch your nightly dreams - or nightmares, for that matter - in the day, Transjected into three-dimensional moving picturesThrough its interaction with an implanted SCDTT chip (Sensational Cerebral Dream-Tweeter Terminal) -A big new market sector for outstanding surgeons Who eventually then also could be expected to Release the long-awaited successful therapies to The modern physical scourges of men -(With a five-minute dream stint lasting up to Three hours of watching in waking time...)

Or to come up finally with a new, totally revolutionized, Wholesome marketing systemDesigned sophisticated and workable, That finally rids the world of the human root of all evil -Including the much talked about, butRarely alleviated pollution in all our blue globe's spheres, The abolishment of money, altogether, in favor ofA panvoluntaristic tackling of all men's 'give & take'? ?

A call, kept yet silent, but slowly growing in voice, Is going out to lyricists with music in their heartsTo take to musing and singing to more and more peopleWith a perfect vision for a better world to be, A vision of a new way of humans living together all over places -No longer enslaved by somethingAs opposite to a loving heart as cursed moneyAnd its derivatives cum its daredevils' rules of advantage-taking -A call that one fine day, when heeded, willTopple all the whip-lashers of the race and their unrelenting dictatorshipAnd lead to a new state of paradiseNow and here.

'Let us not become weary in doing good, For at the proper time we will reap a harvestIf we do not give up', The Galatians of the world's younger eras already had admonished us.

So go and sing about it, if you can, dear friends of men, And make it come true and make it happen, For humankind eventually to proceed onward to our well-deserved higher stage, With a safe haven for new humans on aMuch stronger and more beautiful rock, A true abode for advanced humanity, That we all long for, That we all will fondly be embracing, once in place, In this ocean of life for us to hold on to, In the midst of all the bewildering shouts and commands of today by the manifoldCaptains of our marketed soulsIn these galores of theirs todayThat we, the slaves of money, incessantly have to row for themThrough the perilous waters of lifeUnder their beating sticks andWith the miserly carrots that they bait us with.

Freedom has ever prevailed after each phase of bondedness, in the end, Or else final destruction would have restored it.This time it is you and I and our contemporaries who are called upon toSet the tempo in the run for the happy changesTo come our way and abide with us forever.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Dear reader, you may go to following link (http: //www.change.org/ideas/view/ideas_on_the_goal_of_abolishing_money_and_its_practicability) to cast a vote on behalf of my Ideas on the goal of abolishing money and its practicability on America's next President Obama's website on the changes of America, bound to change the whole world. My idea is currently, as of Dec.19,2008, in 15th Place in Global Poverty and needs 66 more votes to make it into the second round. Thanks

Comments about Calculus Revamp In The Making by Erhard Hans Josef Lang

The similarity of our poems both submitted around the same time, speaks volumes about the mind and how these 'thoughts' we have speak with
a collective clarity that is totally unplanned but recognized for what this
plan is! Nice work.(Report)Reply

Captains of our marketed souls
In these galores of theirs today
That we, the slaves of money, incessantly have to row for them
Through the perilous waters of life
Under their beating sticks and
With the miserly carrots that they bait us with

a poem written from a heart of the heart by the heart..for the democracy of the human soul..10 is far too little for this achievement.(Report)Reply